Glancing at your schedule for today, your heart skips a beat when you see you're taking my class again. You knew it was wrong but you loved seeing me in skimpy little outfits, teasing you throughout each lesson even though you know nothing can happen between us seeing as you're my teacher, that doesn't stop the fantasies...
Before class I head to the bathroom to adjust my black lacy bra, and reapply my lipstick. Going over my little seduction plan in my head, I smile as i run my hands through my curls, thinking you don't have a chance. Giving myself one last look over, I head to class.
Walking into the room, I smirk to myself as I notice you watching me out the corner of your eye. Lengthening my strides, I sway my hips seductively as i make my way to my seat. You glance over, unable to help yourself, interested in what revealing outfit I've decided to torture you with today.
I'm wearing a dark red strapless top that clings to my body, leaving little to the imagination. A black mini skirt that barely covered my ass, and thigh high stilettos. You groan inwardly, wondering how you'll be able to focus on the lesson with such a little vixen sitting right up front.
During the lecture, I cross my legs under the table, my skirt riding up, showing another inch of my smooth skin. Leaning forward, I rest my chin on my hands, knowing that you can now clearly see my cleavage. Staying like this for a few moments, I watch as your eyes flick between me and the board, clearing your throat slightly.
Fighting a grin, I un-cross my legs and leave them open slightly, allowing you to almost see straight to my pussy. Tapping my pen on my bottom lip, I slip it in my mouth, moving it in and out slowly as if i were sucking a cock whilst one hand slips under the table to caress my thigh, climbing higher and higher.
Eventually you give up after forgetting what you were saying multiple times, and you announce we'll be watching a movie the rest of the class. I slouch back in my chair slightly and open my legs further so you can see I'm not wearing any panties. As the lights go off and my hand slips under my skirt, you think this might not have been such a good idea after all...
You watch as my fingers trace my pussy lips, entranced by my boldness. Slipping a finger inside me, you imagine you can hear my moan next to your ear. Taking it out, I push another finger into my wet little snatch, pumping them in and out slowly. Taking them out again I bring them up to my lips, pausing long enough for you to see the glistening juice of my arousal before popping them in my mouth and sucking them clean.
By the end of class your cock is rock hard, hidden by your desk. As you dismiss everyone, I stand up and turn my back to you, bending over to gather my things. Your voice is only slightly off as you stare at my ass, asking to speak to me. I straighten up and go over to your desk, barely able to conceal my excitement.
As I lean back against your desk slightly, you stand up, realizing that my eyes are level with yours. Moving forward, you stand so close that I'm sure you can smell my faint perfume. Biting my lip softly, I trail my hands up along your chest until I can intertwine my fingers behind your neck.
